Sons of Anarchy (2008–2014): Season 3, Episode 6 - The Push - full transcript
To protect their territory, Sons of Anarchy must handle a rat at St. Thomas.
Yeah, thanks.
Yeah.
The ten grand we sent
Serg's guy in Vancouver?
It's gone.
Guess mercenaries
aren't real big on refunds.
And the money we
made on the 'roids
was in the bag the
Mexicans stole from idiot.
[GLASS BREAKING]
BOBBY: Yeah, we're tapped.
We have a very expensive
excursion in front of us.
What about the other drugs?
No street value.
Black market scrips.
We need a way into the clinics.
When we blow off that
bail hearing this afternoon,
we're underground.
It's gonna be a
little hard to earn.
You think maybe Tara can
help us move those scrips?
That's not gonna happen.
I don't see any other way, Jax.
I said no.
She's your old lady.
I don't care!
Hey, where we at
with the Mayans?
Based on that delivery schedule,
that dope shipment's
set to leave for
Stockton today at 1.
Now, that route
from Lodi to Stockton
is all main roads and highways.
No place off the
grid to take it down.
Then let's get creative.
They're trying to
stay under the radar.
Means there won't
be too many bodies.
CLAY: What time's
the meet with Alvarez?
Three. I left word for
him at his warehouse.
Hopefully he'll show.
We snatch up his
heroin, he'll show.
We got a vote to get out.
KOZIK: Hey, what's up, Chibby?
Got my transfer letter.
CLAY: Oh, good.
All right, we got the
prospects and Happy inside.
Let's get it done.
KOZIK: Hey, give me a minute?
Look, man, I know... I know...
What? What do you know?
I'm not expecting you
to be okay with this.
Good.
I can be an asset
to the charter,
all right?
I'm just asking you
to give me a chance.
You done?
Yeah.
PINEY: Yea.
JUICE: Yea.
Yea.
Yup.
Bring them in.
Come on.
Well, boys
the easy part is over.
I get it, man.
Shut up.
You don't say anything
unless a member tells you to.
Prospect period ends
minimum one year today.
Dues are 75 bucks a
month, due on the first.
Welcome.
Don't get yourself killed.
And get the hell out of here.
ALL: Shut the door!
[LAUGHING]
I got two requests for
transfer, one from Tacoma
one from the Nomads.
Kozik and Happy
both wanna be a part of Samcro.
Just wanna say, for me,
both these guys would
make welcome additions.
And to be honest, we need you.
So let's vote it.
Happy. Yea.
Yea.
Aye. Yea.
Yes.
Yea.
Yeah.
JAX: Yeah!
[ALL LAUGHING]
[GAVEL BANGS]
Kozik. Yea.
Nay.
[SIGHS]
Jesus Christ.
Really?
I don't trust him, man.
Yeah. Yeah.
Come on, come on, come on.
Hey.
[PINEY GRUNTS]
BOBBY: Look what I got.
Look what I got.
[BOBBY & TIG COOING]
BOBBY: Welcome,
brother. Welcome.
Sorry, man. I thought
he was onboard.
Whatever.
You stick around,
you understand?
Tig just wants you to
know how big his dick is.
We'll vote again
in a couple weeks.
You'll be Samcro.
Yeah?
I'm gonna start the healing.
TIG: Aah!
BOBBY: Oh!
You son of a bitch.
No fun getting
sucker-punched, is it?
No, it's not.
KOZIK: Aah!
[ALL SHOUTING]
Should we do anything?
Yeah. Get some brooms.
There'll be a lot
of shit to clean up.
CHIBS: Boys.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Don't dance, hit him.
[LAUGHS]
[CURTIS STIGERS & THE FOREST
RANGERS' "THIS LIFE" PLAYING]
♪ Riding through
this world All alone ♪
♪ God takes your soul
You're on your own ♪
♪ The crow flies straight ♪
♪ A perfect line ♪
♪ On the devil's
path Until you die ♪
♪ Gotta look this
life In the eye ♪
Bail hearing's at 5.
Where do you drop out?
Not sure.
I'm hoping Unser can help.
Just need a few days.
Figure out a way to Belfast.
Can you go commercial?
Fake passports?
No. We'll be fugitives.
Photos on file.
Gonna reach out to Oswald.
[TOILET FLUSHING]
LOWEN: Good morning.
Everything okay?
GEMMA: Yeah.
I get lonely.
[LOWEN CHUCKLES]
They doing this interview now?
LOWEN: Soon.
I spent all night wrestling
with the U.S. attorney's office.
They've agreed to take the
death penalty off the table
if you plead guilty
to the two murders.
Visitation?
LOWEN: One thing at a time.
Jesus.
Okay.
JAX: I just talked to Lowen.
Said our bail hearing's
still on the San Joa docket.
My super was
impressed with Luke.
Put me back on the
Irish. Limited basis.
You're welcome.
I've convinced him
that I need Samcro
out of jail right now,
but getting through to county
is gonna involve
a lot of favors.
Not my problem.
No.
But this is.
It's Gemma's statement
about what happened
with Polly and Edmond
at the safe house.
Wait a minute. This...
I don't get it.
You don't have to.
Just make sure that your mother
feeds the details back to us.
If you want her
clear of the homicide,
get her onboard.
Okay.
I'll make sure that
we keep you out of jail
for a couple more weeks.
What did Stahl want?
More demands.
What?
What the hell is
going on with Tara?
I don't know.
She's a surgeon, Clay.
She's in that room
saving lives every day.
And your point?
Well, that's the opposite
of everything I am.
Ah, that's your guilt talking.
I don't know. Maybe.
She's a chick.
Don't complicate it.
You gotta make a decision,
son. She's either in or out.
I know. But if she's out,
you don't let that hammer fall
until she moves
those scrips for us.
We don't get that cash,
we don't get your son.
What's going on?
This about Gemma?
No.
I need to ask you for a favor.
Okay.
The club came into
some prescription drugs.
Mostly HIV stuff.
I was wondering
if you know a clinic
that might need it.
Black market?
I just need a name.
Yeah, you're gonna
need more than that.
[SIGHS]
I know where to take it.
You're not taking it anywhere.
They're medical
professionals, Jax.
They're not gonna
buy drugs from a biker.
I know the money is to
get you guys to Belfast.
Let me help?
[WOMAN SINGING IN
SPANISH ON RADIO]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[MEN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
PINEY: Looks like
you need some help.
Tire blew.
Construction up ahead.
You probably picked up a bolt.
We've been making
runs out here all week.
Looks like you're
gonna need a new rim.
There's a tire
shop up off of Mills.
I can hook you
up and pull you in.
Forty bucks.
No skin off my nose.
Just handle it soon. The
cops'll tow you after 3.
All right.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
My guy's gonna ride with you.
All right, man. Yeah.
KOZIK: Back it up.
What the hell is this?
It's your statement
for the feds.
Where did you get
this? Who wrote it?
I can't tell you that.
Not yet.
This is what happened
at the safe house,
point for point.
This is from Stahl, isn't it?
What did you do?
I'm protecting my
club and my family.
Do not get in
bed with this bitch.
This is not up for
discussion. You hear me?
Right now, you're not my mother.
You're a member's old lady.
And I am telling you,
this is what you need
to do to protect Samcro.
Jackson, we... Mom.
You need to trust me.
And this has to be our secret.
[THE GREENHORNES' "CAN'T
STAND IT" PLAYING ON STEREO]
♪ I just don't know ♪
♪ Going down ♪
Hey, where the
hell are you going?
A shortcut. Unh.
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
Oh, shit.
[SAMCRO SHOUTING AND WHOOPING]
BOBBY: Get in.
OPIE: Think I found the prize.
TIG: Man. Juice, pop the others.
Got it.
[LAUGHING] Oh, look at that.
That'll get rid of some stains.
[CHIBS SNIFFS]
BOBBY: Good work, boys.
[GRUNTS]
Never got to formally
express my condolences.
Hale was a pain in the ass,
but that's a bad way to go.
Yeah.
You and me, we've been
through a lot together, Wayne.
We made a deal.
Keep the blood
out of our backyard.
Well, lately, I ain't
been holding up my end.
Half-Sack getting killed,
drive-by outside of Dubrowski's.
I just wanna let you know
that the weight of that
ain't been lost on me.
And...
I ain't ever gonna
let that happen again.
I wish I could
believe that, Clay.
Truth is,
I feel closer to Samcro than
I do most folks in this house.
Yeah.
I know.
We, uh, got a line
on where Abel is.
Belfast.
We're gonna go get him.
Well, you have a bail
hearing in three hours.
Is that what this is about?
This mea culpa? Huh?
You need a favor?
No.
Yeah.
I need a favor.
But everything I've
been saying to you
is the truth.
The compromises I
make, associations I have,
at the end of the day,
the thing that
allows me to sleep
is knowing that I'm
keeping Charming safe.
And I ain't been sleeping
much lately, Clay.
Me neither.
I cannot help you go AWOL.
And I wish that didn't make
me feel as bad as it does.
I spotted Polly at
the grocery store,
followed her to that house.
WRIGHT: And why
were you following her?
I was raped two months ago.
She was part of it.
GEMMA: I don't really know
why I followed her.
Instinctual, I guess.
Did you report the assault?
[WHISPERS] For your husband.
GEMMA: No.
I knew the kind of damage
it would do to my family.
Didn't want them to know.
Okay. Continue.
Walked into the house.
I saw Polly in the
doorway of the back room.
She had a gun.
Took mine out.
That's when I saw the Irish kid
laying on the ground.
Dead.
It's a lie.
WRIGHT: This is a deposition,
not an interrogation, agent.
You're here as a courtesy.
GEMMA: Polly spotted me
and turned her gun.
I shot first.
Kill or be killed.
WRIGHT: Then what?
Then I just sat on the couch.
Kind of in shock, really.
Never killed anybody before.
Then this ATF agent
walked out of the back room.
She'd been hiding
there the whole time.
My guess? She's the
one who killed Edmond.
Put the dirty kill on me.
You're a liar.
We're not asking you to
make guesses, Gemma.
Can you identify the agent?
Yeah.
She's in this room.
Agent Stahl?
GEMMA: No.
It was her.
WRIGHT: Agent Tyler?
What is this, Clay?
We know you're patching
over the Calaveras.
JAX: Cutting and bagging heroin
at the janitorial supply house,
piping it to Stockton.
If you're here to declare
war, consider it already on.
We're tired of getting bloody.
Your attack at the wake, our
attack at Zobelle's getaway.
Why don't we just call it even?
Too much history
to be even, Clay.
CLAY: That's my point.
We've been doing
this too long, Marcus.
Nobody ever wins.
ALVAREZ: Get to the point, ese.
I think that you lost something.
You stupid little shit.
[SALAZAR & ALVAREZ
SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
Moving high-risk
cargo is tricky.
Things tend to
get lost in transit.
However, if it comes
across our borders again,
we can guarantee safe
passage to Stockton.
And that's why you're
patching over these idiots, right?
So shit like this don't happen?
We got a better idea.
Our brothers in Lodi
are more capable
and with our support,
your new enterprise
is protected.
Trying to make peace here.
And how much is peace
gonna cost me, Clay?
I'll let the Bastards
negotiate their own fee.
For us, just a toll.
Twenty-five K a run.
We'll consider
this the first run.
Last time we made
a deal, I lost my son.
Yeah, and you tried
to assassinate me.
It's what we do.
It ain't personal.
It's just about the cash.
This is the best
play for both of us.
[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
Okay.
Means no Mayan charter in Lodi.
Shit.
None of these bitches
would have made the cut.
This is bullshit,
Alvarez. You can't...
[ALVAREZ SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
ALVAREZ: I need one more thing.
There's a rat up at St. Thomas.
Testifies at the
end of the week.
Pozo. ALVAREZ: Yeah.
You handle that, and we're good.
Handled.
I'm glad we found
your merchandise.
ALVAREZ: I think
you lost something too.
Look at this, huh?
How could you let those
bitches take your cut?
You're an embarrassment
to Latinos everywhere.
[LAUGHTER]
You just gonna bow
to these assholes, huh?
Hey, hey, hey, you mind?
What's up, home boy?
You make this right.
Yeah.
[JUICE & SALAZAR GRUNTING]
What the hell was that?
Why did she finger me?
She couldn't help herself.
She's got too much hate
for the law to make a deal.
She was afraid to
put the lie on me,
she saw you standing
there, and she decided...
[SCOFFS]
All right, look, okay,
we have proof, all right?
We've got fingerprints
on the guns, motive. It...
Look, all right, this is
all smoke, baby, okay?
I promise. All right?
Come on.
Okay, baby.
Love you.
[SIGHS]
You wanna explain to me
why you sabotaged your deal?
Had a change of heart.
The U.S. attorney's
office is furious.
I don't know what
to do here, Gemma.
Yeah. Sorry.
I gotta get out of
this room for a while.
Could you just ask
my babysitter out there
if we can take an
escorted therapy stroll?
Then I'll fill you in on
what's going on, I promise.
[GRUNTING]
TARA: Why don't we go out back
so you can see? Jax
is right down the hall.
JAX: Hey. How you doing?
TARA: This is
Dr. Percy. This is Jax.
Nice to meet you.
Expiration's good.
These are all Alcott Labs,
Jerry. Nothing's generic.
PERCY: These are great.
JAX: We'll need the
money by the end of the day.
I'm not sure if
I can get it all.
Still county money.
Lot of red tape.
Take it.
Get us what you can.
Thank you.
Son of a bitch. Samcro's
in the drug business.
WAITRESS: Warm that
up for you? There you go.
MAN: All right.
[GRUNTS]
How's that pie?
Fresh. What do you want, Darby?
You might be interested
in what I have to say.
Oh, I can't wait.
Saw Jax Teller and
his doctor girlfriend
at the Kettleman Clinic.
They were moving illegal scrips.
And how do you
know they were illegal?
I know an illegal drug
buy when I see one.
The Sons are in
the dope business?
It would appear that way.
And they probably
got a garage full of oxy.
And why are you sharing
this with me and my pie?
Because I want these
assholes to suffer.
The cops are in Clay's pocket,
and after what
happened to your brother
I'd think that you'd have an
ax to grind with the Sons too.
You want me to get
rid of your competition.
Nah, I ain't in the
game anymore.
Nords are done.
And almost getting
burned to death
tends to make one
rethink one's priorities.
Revenge isn't exactly
taking the high road.
DARBY: Well, just
because I ain't dirty
doesn't mean that I'm a saint.
You got the information.
You do what you want.
Yeah, I'll...
Okay, I'll tell him.
That was San Joa sheriff's.
Planning a raid on
the Sons' clubhouse.
Want us to assist.
Here to see Gemma.
Uh, Mrs. Morrow's
not in her room.
Mind if I wait?
Sure.
[ALARM RINGING]
[CHUCK WHOOPING AND LAUGHING]
Is this real? I don't know.
[WHOOPING]
Hey, I know that son of a bitch.
[CHUCK LAUGHING]
[TIG & POZO GRUNTING]
Come on, come
on, get the cyanide.
TIG: I can't find it.
Are you kidding me?
TIG: Shit.
[KOZIK YELLS]
Jesus Christ. What
the hell are you doing?
We can't hurt this guy.
Just do it.
OPIE: Hey, uh, what'd he do?
You know this guy?
Mm, sort of.
Well, he's sort of under arrest
for reckless endangerment
and making a false report.
Idiot.
Brains before bullets, asshole.
Really?
You slammed the
side of his head. Wham.
Okay, now, if they see that,
that's gonna point to homicide.
And cyanide won't?
TIG: His heart stopped.
Could be for a hundred reasons.
I mean, even if
they do an autopsy,
it'll take days.
We'll be long gone.
If you didn't let the
little bitch clock you,
this never would have happened.
Yeah. CLAY: Hey.
Enough. Enough. You
blocked the only camera.
There's no witnesses
or prints. We're all right.
POLICEMAN 1 [OUTSIDE]:
San Joa Sheriff. Everybody down.
Down. POLICEMAN 2: Sheriff's.
Get on the ground.
[ALL SHOUTING]
Get down.
Get down. Down, down, down.
Sorry.
POLICEMAN 3: Check
them for weapons.
Check all of them.
[THE SUPERBEES' "REALLY
WANNA KNOW" PLAYING]
♪ The Superbees wanna know ♪
Clubhouse and the
garage are all clean.
No pharmaceuticals.
This ain't about Pozo.
This is search and seizure.
They're looking for scrips.
How the hell do they know?
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
This is bullshit.
[HORN HONKING]
We were face-to-face
a couple hours ago.
You can't throw me a hint
this shit's gonna go down?
I didn't know.
It happened fast.
Yeah.
It sure did.
Cancer boy? Dead to us.
Clay, Gem just called.
Oswald's on his way now.
Call our friend.
We got a half an
hour to pull this shit off.
LYLA: What were
all the cops here for?
They're just rattling our cages.
What's she doing with you?
LYLA: Um, gave her a lift
on my way to pick up the kids.
I need the Caddy.
This is probably a bad time,
but I was hoping
to get that lift home.
You're right, it is a bad time.
[ENGINE REVS]
[ENGINE REVS]
CLAY: What's going on?
A Mexican guy died.
Some kind of seizure.
Oh.
I spoke to the San Joa DA.
The bail hearing's
been pushed ten days.
You're kidding.
Mm.
CLAY: What happened?
Backlog of bad guys, I guess.
See you then. Good
night, gentlemen.
Good night.
Thank you.
I'll wait for our friend.
This is about my
grandson, Elliot.
We know where he is.
Belfast.
I thought Jax said
he was in Vancouver.
How do you know he's in Ireland?
[DOOR OPENS]
Club has a charter in Belfast.
We just need you to hear us out.
Look, I'm sorry about
Abel. I really am.
But if I got a
shot against Hale,
I can't be associated
with Samcro.
Not gonna be any
more blood in Charming.
Our beef with the
Mexicans? Put away.
Soon, people are going
to forget about the drive-by,
it's gonna be business as usual.
[SCOFFS]
GEMMA: We need your help.
Your forestry equipment,
how do you get it overseas?
I run cargo jets out
of Stockton. Why?
Oh.
You want passage to Belfast.
Just found out the bail
hearing's been pushed.
Your bond won't be at risk.
Gives us a little bit more than
a week to find our grandson.
Our friend's here.
Come on.
Elliot Oswald, Marcus Alvarez.
Founding member,
Mayan Motorcycle Club.
What's this about?
Proof that the violence is over.
We've come to an understanding.
Sons and Mayans, we're good.
No more bloodshed.
I promise.
Paying the toll.
Hope you find your boy, huh?
[SIGHS]
Got a cargo heading to
Manchester, U.K., tomorrow.
Taking off out of
Stockton Metro,
6 p.m. sharp,
not a minute later.
We can, um...
We'll work out the
details in the morning.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Good luck.
[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]
What is it?
Sheriff's raided the clubhouse
looking for illegal scrips.
Oh, my God.
How did they know?
[SCOFFS]
You tell me.
What the hell does that mean?
You told me we
could trust that doctor.
He wouldn't say anything.
Well, someone did.
I get caught, I
can do the years.
But you?
Narc raps are real time.
Your medical
career would be over.
Do you get that?
You asked me for help.
This isn't my fault.
I know.
I know.
It's mine.
I'm done.
[JENNIFER O'CONNOR'S "THE
CHURCH AND THE RIVER" PLAYING]
♪ Between the
church And the river ♪
♪ My love waits for me ♪
♪ To stand and deliver ♪
♪ Every promise
That I've ever made ♪
♪ I want to keep them now ♪
♪ And I am not afraid ♪
♪ And I won't let you go ♪
♪ I won't let you go ♪
♪ I won't let you go ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
[BOTH PANTING]
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ Oh, baby, no ♪
♪ Baby, no ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
[♪♪♪]
[English - US - Line 21]
Yeah.
The ten grand we sent
Serg's guy in Vancouver?
It's gone.
Guess mercenaries
aren't real big on refunds.
And the money we
made on the 'roids
was in the bag the
Mexicans stole from idiot.
[GLASS BREAKING]
BOBBY: Yeah, we're tapped.
We have a very expensive
excursion in front of us.
What about the other drugs?
No street value.
Black market scrips.
We need a way into the clinics.
When we blow off that
bail hearing this afternoon,
we're underground.
It's gonna be a
little hard to earn.
You think maybe Tara can
help us move those scrips?
That's not gonna happen.
I don't see any other way, Jax.
I said no.
She's your old lady.
I don't care!
Hey, where we at
with the Mayans?
Based on that delivery schedule,
that dope shipment's
set to leave for
Stockton today at 1.
Now, that route
from Lodi to Stockton
is all main roads and highways.
No place off the
grid to take it down.
Then let's get creative.
They're trying to
stay under the radar.
Means there won't
be too many bodies.
CLAY: What time's
the meet with Alvarez?
Three. I left word for
him at his warehouse.
Hopefully he'll show.
We snatch up his
heroin, he'll show.
We got a vote to get out.
KOZIK: Hey, what's up, Chibby?
Got my transfer letter.
CLAY: Oh, good.
All right, we got the
prospects and Happy inside.
Let's get it done.
KOZIK: Hey, give me a minute?
Look, man, I know... I know...
What? What do you know?
I'm not expecting you
to be okay with this.
Good.
I can be an asset
to the charter,
all right?
I'm just asking you
to give me a chance.
You done?
Yeah.
PINEY: Yea.
JUICE: Yea.
Yea.
Yup.
Bring them in.
Come on.
Well, boys
the easy part is over.
I get it, man.
Shut up.
You don't say anything
unless a member tells you to.
Prospect period ends
minimum one year today.
Dues are 75 bucks a
month, due on the first.
Welcome.
Don't get yourself killed.
And get the hell out of here.
ALL: Shut the door!
[LAUGHING]
I got two requests for
transfer, one from Tacoma
one from the Nomads.
Kozik and Happy
both wanna be a part of Samcro.
Just wanna say, for me,
both these guys would
make welcome additions.
And to be honest, we need you.
So let's vote it.
Happy. Yea.
Yea.
Aye. Yea.
Yes.
Yea.
Yeah.
JAX: Yeah!
[ALL LAUGHING]
[GAVEL BANGS]
Kozik. Yea.
Nay.
[SIGHS]
Jesus Christ.
Really?
I don't trust him, man.
Yeah. Yeah.
Come on, come on, come on.
Hey.
[PINEY GRUNTS]
BOBBY: Look what I got.
Look what I got.
[BOBBY & TIG COOING]
BOBBY: Welcome,
brother. Welcome.
Sorry, man. I thought
he was onboard.
Whatever.
You stick around,
you understand?
Tig just wants you to
know how big his dick is.
We'll vote again
in a couple weeks.
You'll be Samcro.
Yeah?
I'm gonna start the healing.
TIG: Aah!
BOBBY: Oh!
You son of a bitch.
No fun getting
sucker-punched, is it?
No, it's not.
KOZIK: Aah!
[ALL SHOUTING]
Should we do anything?
Yeah. Get some brooms.
There'll be a lot
of shit to clean up.
CHIBS: Boys.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Don't dance, hit him.
[LAUGHS]
[CURTIS STIGERS & THE FOREST
RANGERS' "THIS LIFE" PLAYING]
♪ Riding through
this world All alone ♪
♪ God takes your soul
You're on your own ♪
♪ The crow flies straight ♪
♪ A perfect line ♪
♪ On the devil's
path Until you die ♪
♪ Gotta look this
life In the eye ♪
Bail hearing's at 5.
Where do you drop out?
Not sure.
I'm hoping Unser can help.
Just need a few days.
Figure out a way to Belfast.
Can you go commercial?
Fake passports?
No. We'll be fugitives.
Photos on file.
Gonna reach out to Oswald.
[TOILET FLUSHING]
LOWEN: Good morning.
Everything okay?
GEMMA: Yeah.
I get lonely.
[LOWEN CHUCKLES]
They doing this interview now?
LOWEN: Soon.
I spent all night wrestling
with the U.S. attorney's office.
They've agreed to take the
death penalty off the table
if you plead guilty
to the two murders.
Visitation?
LOWEN: One thing at a time.
Jesus.
Okay.
JAX: I just talked to Lowen.
Said our bail hearing's
still on the San Joa docket.
My super was
impressed with Luke.
Put me back on the
Irish. Limited basis.
You're welcome.
I've convinced him
that I need Samcro
out of jail right now,
but getting through to county
is gonna involve
a lot of favors.
Not my problem.
No.
But this is.
It's Gemma's statement
about what happened
with Polly and Edmond
at the safe house.
Wait a minute. This...
I don't get it.
You don't have to.
Just make sure that your mother
feeds the details back to us.
If you want her
clear of the homicide,
get her onboard.
Okay.
I'll make sure that
we keep you out of jail
for a couple more weeks.
What did Stahl want?
More demands.
What?
What the hell is
going on with Tara?
I don't know.
She's a surgeon, Clay.
She's in that room
saving lives every day.
And your point?
Well, that's the opposite
of everything I am.
Ah, that's your guilt talking.
I don't know. Maybe.
She's a chick.
Don't complicate it.
You gotta make a decision,
son. She's either in or out.
I know. But if she's out,
you don't let that hammer fall
until she moves
those scrips for us.
We don't get that cash,
we don't get your son.
What's going on?
This about Gemma?
No.
I need to ask you for a favor.
Okay.
The club came into
some prescription drugs.
Mostly HIV stuff.
I was wondering
if you know a clinic
that might need it.
Black market?
I just need a name.
Yeah, you're gonna
need more than that.
[SIGHS]
I know where to take it.
You're not taking it anywhere.
They're medical
professionals, Jax.
They're not gonna
buy drugs from a biker.
I know the money is to
get you guys to Belfast.
Let me help?
[WOMAN SINGING IN
SPANISH ON RADIO]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[MEN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
PINEY: Looks like
you need some help.
Tire blew.
Construction up ahead.
You probably picked up a bolt.
We've been making
runs out here all week.
Looks like you're
gonna need a new rim.
There's a tire
shop up off of Mills.
I can hook you
up and pull you in.
Forty bucks.
No skin off my nose.
Just handle it soon. The
cops'll tow you after 3.
All right.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
My guy's gonna ride with you.
All right, man. Yeah.
KOZIK: Back it up.
What the hell is this?
It's your statement
for the feds.
Where did you get
this? Who wrote it?
I can't tell you that.
Not yet.
This is what happened
at the safe house,
point for point.
This is from Stahl, isn't it?
What did you do?
I'm protecting my
club and my family.
Do not get in
bed with this bitch.
This is not up for
discussion. You hear me?
Right now, you're not my mother.
You're a member's old lady.
And I am telling you,
this is what you need
to do to protect Samcro.
Jackson, we... Mom.
You need to trust me.
And this has to be our secret.
[THE GREENHORNES' "CAN'T
STAND IT" PLAYING ON STEREO]
♪ I just don't know ♪
♪ Going down ♪
Hey, where the
hell are you going?
A shortcut. Unh.
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
♪ I can't stand it ♪
Oh, shit.
[SAMCRO SHOUTING AND WHOOPING]
BOBBY: Get in.
OPIE: Think I found the prize.
TIG: Man. Juice, pop the others.
Got it.
[LAUGHING] Oh, look at that.
That'll get rid of some stains.
[CHIBS SNIFFS]
BOBBY: Good work, boys.
[GRUNTS]
Never got to formally
express my condolences.
Hale was a pain in the ass,
but that's a bad way to go.
Yeah.
You and me, we've been
through a lot together, Wayne.
We made a deal.
Keep the blood
out of our backyard.
Well, lately, I ain't
been holding up my end.
Half-Sack getting killed,
drive-by outside of Dubrowski's.
I just wanna let you know
that the weight of that
ain't been lost on me.
And...
I ain't ever gonna
let that happen again.
I wish I could
believe that, Clay.
Truth is,
I feel closer to Samcro than
I do most folks in this house.
Yeah.
I know.
We, uh, got a line
on where Abel is.
Belfast.
We're gonna go get him.
Well, you have a bail
hearing in three hours.
Is that what this is about?
This mea culpa? Huh?
You need a favor?
No.
Yeah.
I need a favor.
But everything I've
been saying to you
is the truth.
The compromises I
make, associations I have,
at the end of the day,
the thing that
allows me to sleep
is knowing that I'm
keeping Charming safe.
And I ain't been sleeping
much lately, Clay.
Me neither.
I cannot help you go AWOL.
And I wish that didn't make
me feel as bad as it does.
I spotted Polly at
the grocery store,
followed her to that house.
WRIGHT: And why
were you following her?
I was raped two months ago.
She was part of it.
GEMMA: I don't really know
why I followed her.
Instinctual, I guess.
Did you report the assault?
[WHISPERS] For your husband.
GEMMA: No.
I knew the kind of damage
it would do to my family.
Didn't want them to know.
Okay. Continue.
Walked into the house.
I saw Polly in the
doorway of the back room.
She had a gun.
Took mine out.
That's when I saw the Irish kid
laying on the ground.
Dead.
It's a lie.
WRIGHT: This is a deposition,
not an interrogation, agent.
You're here as a courtesy.
GEMMA: Polly spotted me
and turned her gun.
I shot first.
Kill or be killed.
WRIGHT: Then what?
Then I just sat on the couch.
Kind of in shock, really.
Never killed anybody before.
Then this ATF agent
walked out of the back room.
She'd been hiding
there the whole time.
My guess? She's the
one who killed Edmond.
Put the dirty kill on me.
You're a liar.
We're not asking you to
make guesses, Gemma.
Can you identify the agent?
Yeah.
She's in this room.
Agent Stahl?
GEMMA: No.
It was her.
WRIGHT: Agent Tyler?
What is this, Clay?
We know you're patching
over the Calaveras.
JAX: Cutting and bagging heroin
at the janitorial supply house,
piping it to Stockton.
If you're here to declare
war, consider it already on.
We're tired of getting bloody.
Your attack at the wake, our
attack at Zobelle's getaway.
Why don't we just call it even?
Too much history
to be even, Clay.
CLAY: That's my point.
We've been doing
this too long, Marcus.
Nobody ever wins.
ALVAREZ: Get to the point, ese.
I think that you lost something.
You stupid little shit.
[SALAZAR & ALVAREZ
SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
Moving high-risk
cargo is tricky.
Things tend to
get lost in transit.
However, if it comes
across our borders again,
we can guarantee safe
passage to Stockton.
And that's why you're
patching over these idiots, right?
So shit like this don't happen?
We got a better idea.
Our brothers in Lodi
are more capable
and with our support,
your new enterprise
is protected.
Trying to make peace here.
And how much is peace
gonna cost me, Clay?
I'll let the Bastards
negotiate their own fee.
For us, just a toll.
Twenty-five K a run.
We'll consider
this the first run.
Last time we made
a deal, I lost my son.
Yeah, and you tried
to assassinate me.
It's what we do.
It ain't personal.
It's just about the cash.
This is the best
play for both of us.
[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
Okay.
Means no Mayan charter in Lodi.
Shit.
None of these bitches
would have made the cut.
This is bullshit,
Alvarez. You can't...
[ALVAREZ SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
ALVAREZ: I need one more thing.
There's a rat up at St. Thomas.
Testifies at the
end of the week.
Pozo. ALVAREZ: Yeah.
You handle that, and we're good.
Handled.
I'm glad we found
your merchandise.
ALVAREZ: I think
you lost something too.
Look at this, huh?
How could you let those
bitches take your cut?
You're an embarrassment
to Latinos everywhere.
[LAUGHTER]
You just gonna bow
to these assholes, huh?
Hey, hey, hey, you mind?
What's up, home boy?
You make this right.
Yeah.
[JUICE & SALAZAR GRUNTING]
What the hell was that?
Why did she finger me?
She couldn't help herself.
She's got too much hate
for the law to make a deal.
She was afraid to
put the lie on me,
she saw you standing
there, and she decided...
[SCOFFS]
All right, look, okay,
we have proof, all right?
We've got fingerprints
on the guns, motive. It...
Look, all right, this is
all smoke, baby, okay?
I promise. All right?
Come on.
Okay, baby.
Love you.
[SIGHS]
You wanna explain to me
why you sabotaged your deal?
Had a change of heart.
The U.S. attorney's
office is furious.
I don't know what
to do here, Gemma.
Yeah. Sorry.
I gotta get out of
this room for a while.
Could you just ask
my babysitter out there
if we can take an
escorted therapy stroll?
Then I'll fill you in on
what's going on, I promise.
[GRUNTING]
TARA: Why don't we go out back
so you can see? Jax
is right down the hall.
JAX: Hey. How you doing?
TARA: This is
Dr. Percy. This is Jax.
Nice to meet you.
Expiration's good.
These are all Alcott Labs,
Jerry. Nothing's generic.
PERCY: These are great.
JAX: We'll need the
money by the end of the day.
I'm not sure if
I can get it all.
Still county money.
Lot of red tape.
Take it.
Get us what you can.
Thank you.
Son of a bitch. Samcro's
in the drug business.
WAITRESS: Warm that
up for you? There you go.
MAN: All right.
[GRUNTS]
How's that pie?
Fresh. What do you want, Darby?
You might be interested
in what I have to say.
Oh, I can't wait.
Saw Jax Teller and
his doctor girlfriend
at the Kettleman Clinic.
They were moving illegal scrips.
And how do you
know they were illegal?
I know an illegal drug
buy when I see one.
The Sons are in
the dope business?
It would appear that way.
And they probably
got a garage full of oxy.
And why are you sharing
this with me and my pie?
Because I want these
assholes to suffer.
The cops are in Clay's pocket,
and after what
happened to your brother
I'd think that you'd have an
ax to grind with the Sons too.
You want me to get
rid of your competition.
Nah, I ain't in the
game anymore.
Nords are done.
And almost getting
burned to death
tends to make one
rethink one's priorities.
Revenge isn't exactly
taking the high road.
DARBY: Well, just
because I ain't dirty
doesn't mean that I'm a saint.
You got the information.
You do what you want.
Yeah, I'll...
Okay, I'll tell him.
That was San Joa sheriff's.
Planning a raid on
the Sons' clubhouse.
Want us to assist.
Here to see Gemma.
Uh, Mrs. Morrow's
not in her room.
Mind if I wait?
Sure.
[ALARM RINGING]
[CHUCK WHOOPING AND LAUGHING]
Is this real? I don't know.
[WHOOPING]
Hey, I know that son of a bitch.
[CHUCK LAUGHING]
[TIG & POZO GRUNTING]
Come on, come
on, get the cyanide.
TIG: I can't find it.
Are you kidding me?
TIG: Shit.
[KOZIK YELLS]
Jesus Christ. What
the hell are you doing?
We can't hurt this guy.
Just do it.
OPIE: Hey, uh, what'd he do?
You know this guy?
Mm, sort of.
Well, he's sort of under arrest
for reckless endangerment
and making a false report.
Idiot.
Brains before bullets, asshole.
Really?
You slammed the
side of his head. Wham.
Okay, now, if they see that,
that's gonna point to homicide.
And cyanide won't?
TIG: His heart stopped.
Could be for a hundred reasons.
I mean, even if
they do an autopsy,
it'll take days.
We'll be long gone.
If you didn't let the
little bitch clock you,
this never would have happened.
Yeah. CLAY: Hey.
Enough. Enough. You
blocked the only camera.
There's no witnesses
or prints. We're all right.
POLICEMAN 1 [OUTSIDE]:
San Joa Sheriff. Everybody down.
Down. POLICEMAN 2: Sheriff's.
Get on the ground.
[ALL SHOUTING]
Get down.
Get down. Down, down, down.
Sorry.
POLICEMAN 3: Check
them for weapons.
Check all of them.
[THE SUPERBEES' "REALLY
WANNA KNOW" PLAYING]
♪ The Superbees wanna know ♪
Clubhouse and the
garage are all clean.
No pharmaceuticals.
This ain't about Pozo.
This is search and seizure.
They're looking for scrips.
How the hell do they know?
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
This is bullshit.
[HORN HONKING]
We were face-to-face
a couple hours ago.
You can't throw me a hint
this shit's gonna go down?
I didn't know.
It happened fast.
Yeah.
It sure did.
Cancer boy? Dead to us.
Clay, Gem just called.
Oswald's on his way now.
Call our friend.
We got a half an
hour to pull this shit off.
LYLA: What were
all the cops here for?
They're just rattling our cages.
What's she doing with you?
LYLA: Um, gave her a lift
on my way to pick up the kids.
I need the Caddy.
This is probably a bad time,
but I was hoping
to get that lift home.
You're right, it is a bad time.
[ENGINE REVS]
[ENGINE REVS]
CLAY: What's going on?
A Mexican guy died.
Some kind of seizure.
Oh.
I spoke to the San Joa DA.
The bail hearing's
been pushed ten days.
You're kidding.
Mm.
CLAY: What happened?
Backlog of bad guys, I guess.
See you then. Good
night, gentlemen.
Good night.
Thank you.
I'll wait for our friend.
This is about my
grandson, Elliot.
We know where he is.
Belfast.
I thought Jax said
he was in Vancouver.
How do you know he's in Ireland?
[DOOR OPENS]
Club has a charter in Belfast.
We just need you to hear us out.
Look, I'm sorry about
Abel. I really am.
But if I got a
shot against Hale,
I can't be associated
with Samcro.
Not gonna be any
more blood in Charming.
Our beef with the
Mexicans? Put away.
Soon, people are going
to forget about the drive-by,
it's gonna be business as usual.
[SCOFFS]
GEMMA: We need your help.
Your forestry equipment,
how do you get it overseas?
I run cargo jets out
of Stockton. Why?
Oh.
You want passage to Belfast.
Just found out the bail
hearing's been pushed.
Your bond won't be at risk.
Gives us a little bit more than
a week to find our grandson.
Our friend's here.
Come on.
Elliot Oswald, Marcus Alvarez.
Founding member,
Mayan Motorcycle Club.
What's this about?
Proof that the violence is over.
We've come to an understanding.
Sons and Mayans, we're good.
No more bloodshed.
I promise.
Paying the toll.
Hope you find your boy, huh?
[SIGHS]
Got a cargo heading to
Manchester, U.K., tomorrow.
Taking off out of
Stockton Metro,
6 p.m. sharp,
not a minute later.
We can, um...
We'll work out the
details in the morning.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Good luck.
[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]
What is it?
Sheriff's raided the clubhouse
looking for illegal scrips.
Oh, my God.
How did they know?
[SCOFFS]
You tell me.
What the hell does that mean?
You told me we
could trust that doctor.
He wouldn't say anything.
Well, someone did.
I get caught, I
can do the years.
But you?
Narc raps are real time.
Your medical
career would be over.
Do you get that?
You asked me for help.
This isn't my fault.
I know.
I know.
It's mine.
I'm done.
[JENNIFER O'CONNOR'S "THE
CHURCH AND THE RIVER" PLAYING]
♪ Between the
church And the river ♪
♪ My love waits for me ♪
♪ To stand and deliver ♪
♪ Every promise
That I've ever made ♪
♪ I want to keep them now ♪
♪ And I am not afraid ♪
♪ And I won't let you go ♪
♪ I won't let you go ♪
♪ I won't let you go ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
[BOTH PANTING]
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ Oh, baby, no ♪
♪ Baby, no ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
[♪♪♪]
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